The Other Girl ( Teen Wolf )

Chapter 4

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I do not own the characters of TV show teen wolf such as Scott, Derek, Allison, Stiles, and so on. I do not own the show teen wolf. I do not own the ideas of the TV show Teen Wolf. (Though I wish I could be such an amazing writer as the writer of Teen Wolf!!!) I do own my characters such as Emily and her friend Stephanie because I created the two girls.

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Chapter 4:

--Emily's POV:

My dreams were carrying me to a place I didn't recognize. It was light outside and warm. The sun shown on my face caused my skin to warm. I could hear someone's voice but I couldn't tell who's it was but it was definitely a male's voice. I could feel sand underneath my feet and in between my toes. Excitement bubbled up in me as I looked in front of me, squinting my eyes to try and see what was in front of me. For some reason my vision was blurred.

It looked like there were two suns in front of me, one on top of the other. Confused I held my hand up to shade my eyes from the light. Looking closer, I realized the sun below the top sun was moving, it was being warped and almost looked like it was rippling. I began to question my sanity. What in the world was going on. Again I heard a male's voice, this time it was a lot closer.

I looked around me but no one was there. Behind me was a vast barren land. There were sand dunes as far as the eye could see. Looking back to the two weird suns, I realized that they were closer and it was somewhat darker outside. My vision was still blurry. The voice was getting louder and sounded like it was right behind me.

Arms soon encircled my body from behind. The arms were heavily muscled and very toned. As soon as the arms tightened around my body, I could see clearly. I realized where I was. My eyes widened, I was at the beach and it was so beautiful.

What I had thought was another sun was the reflection of the sun on the ocean water. I felt whoever was behind me rest his chin on my shoulder. I don't know why but I whispered thank you to him. I felt like who ever he was he made me see what was in front of me. If only I could see who it was. His lips began to trace my neckline with soft kisses as his hands wandered over my body. I felt myself growing hot as his kisses became more aggressive on my neck. I couldn't help the moan that escaped my lips when his teeth bit into my skin. It didn't break skin but it had sent waves of pleasure through my body. I jumped when I heard my name right next to my ear on the opposite side that he was on. I felt a hand on my wrist and saw that it obviously wasn't his.

He slowly disappeared along with the scene around me. The world was starting to turn black. The grip on my wrist tightened and I heard my name being yelled again. My wrist was burning. Who evers grip it was, really wanted my attention. I was slowly coming back to reality and I could feel my body waking up.

"Emily!"

My eyes opened slowly. I could barely see a figure slouched over on my bed. His hand was on my wrist.

"Emily, please wake up."

Was that Scott? He sounds horrible.

"Scott? Is that you? I just had the craziest dream."

He didn't say anything at first. He just sat there.

"What's wrong?"

I was fully awake now. He was scaring me. He was sitting there looking at the ground. Something was obviously really wrong. He was breathing heavy and his grip on my wrist was tightening with every second.

"Scott! That hurts." He looked down at his hand and immediately released my wrist.

"I'm sorry." He mumbled.

"Now tell me what's wrong right now. You look horrible," I paused for a second noticing a weird smell, "and you smell?"

"I was out with Stiles."

I sat up in my bed and kept my eyes on him.

"He overheard his dad on the phone. There was a body found in the forest."

I stopped him for a second, "Let me guess, you and Stiles had to go see it for yourself?"

I had to admit, a body in Beacon Hills was a little unnerving. Nothing like this ever happened around here, not that I could remember. This town was pretty peaceful and uneventful.

"Emily. Please." He said sternly.

He let out a small grunt and grabbed his side in pain.

"Scott? What's wrong?" I said as I rushed to his side.

He was looking down so I couldn't see his face. He was looking at his side. I moved to where I could get a clear view of his slide, what I saw made me sick.

Blood was covering his shirt.

"Please tell me that's not your blood."

He looked at me with an apologetic face. I felt my stomach drop when I realized it was Scott's blood.

"Stay right there!" I got up quickly and ran out of my room, down the stairs, and into the kitchen in a freenzy.

I threw open the pantry door, pushing away some of the old cereal boxes so I could reach the first aid kit. I started to panic when I couldn't find it.

"Emily!" Scotts voice came from upstairs, "It's in my bathroom."

I mentally slapped myself. I had put it there a few months ago because I was tired of having to go downstairs and get the first aid when Scott and Stiles got hurt. They refused to go downstairs because they didn't want mom seeing it and freaking out so I had to play doctor most of the time.

Running up the stairs I stumbled over a few steps but quickly recovered.

I ran into his room and into his bathroom and found it immediately underneath his sink. I raced back into my room, dropping it on the floor in front of Scott.

"Took you long enough." He said with a weak smile.

"Shut up." I said without looking at him, I was looking for the rubbing alcohol.

"You aren't going to pass out or anything? I'm going to call mom in just a second." I told him holding up gauze wrapping that was soaked in alcohol.

"No. I am serious, do not call her." He looked at me with a really serious look on his face.

"I don't know about that. You look like crap." Scott was a really tough guy, not a lot could take him down, so when I saw him like this I knew something was not right.

"Please Emily. Let me explain."

"You better have a really good explanation." I said carefully moving his hand away from his side.

"Trust me. I do." He said lifting up his shirt revealing his wound.

I sat there in shock. There in front of me was a rather large bite wound. It was definitely not human.

"Scott? What the...."